The Imperfect Storm, CH. 06
Sunday morning, I think.
A baby cried.
Huh? I don’t have a baby… oh my fucking head… somebody moved… where the fuck am I?
“Never a dull moment around here!” said Kylie. Way too loudly, I might add. I was a little confused as to why she was in my bed. But, this wasn’t my bed.
Oh yeah. Ohhhh Yeahhhhhh!
I watched Kylie’s naked body move to her closet, and return with a robe wrapped around it.
“Mmmmorning,” moaned Whitney. “Where does she keep the Advil?”
“I dunno” I managed to respond. “I’ll find something.”
It was just us in the house, I remembered. I staggered naked, downstairs and found a plastic pitcher. I filled it with water and some ice cubes, found some glasses, and rummaged through the cabinets looking for some pain pills. Success! I downed 3 ibuprofen tablets and a highball glass of water. I staggered back upstairs without breaking anything.
I found Whitney sitting on the toilet, doing her morning pee. Normally she hides this from me. But today, she just sat there and let it fly. I handed her some pills and poured her a drink of water.
“Wow” she said.
“I know, right?” I countered.
“Last night was…” she mused. “I mean, Holy shit!”
We both laughed and then regretted it, holding our heads. I peed after she was done, and we went back to my sister’s bed and leaned against the headboard.
“I can’t believe you went all lesbo on my sister.”
“Yeah? Well, I can’t believe you fucked your sister!”
“Pretty crazy, huh!”
“Yeah, it sure was. God she’s as much of a fucking maniac as you are. No wonder you wanted to fuck her since you were just a twerp. I’m a little jealous, in fact. That story and all…”
That story, ‘The Imperfect Storm’, was based on my desires for my sister. But the story also included Whitney as the girl I marry, and other characters based on Whitney’s sisters. It had a bunch of crazy sex in it that would never happen in real life, but I jacked off about 87 times while I wrote it. It also brought about all of this recent sexual activity with Whitney and her sisters and now my sister.
“Don’t worry baby!” I reassured her as I reached for her. “You know that–ow my head– you know that you’re the one in the story that the guy marries!”
Whitney looked at me. “Are you saying… that we’re going to get married?”
I paused for a few moments.
“You know what?” I asked. “I am saying that. I’ve thought about it for awhile, but now I know. But… this isn’t how I was going to do it. It’s not all that romantic.”
“Trent, baby. I don’t care about the setting! I want to marry you, I don’t care how you ask me, err, you are asking me, right?”
“Yes, I’m asking. Will you marry me, Whitney?”
“Yes! Of course I will!”
We hugged and kissed in my sister’s bed. I pressed her down into the cool sheets, our warm bodies settling into each other. It seems that adrenaline can cure headaches, mine went away. We kissed for several long minutes, just teasing and tasting each other. We talked for a quite a while about us, about being together always, about being so happy. And about having a lot of crazy sex.
“Ohhh Trent… who’s down there?” she asked, indicating a third member pressing into her leg.
“Yeah that guy, he’s just happy to be here.”
I moved my hand down between her legs and found her wet mound.
“Jesus, you’re wet already?”
“Well, duh! You’re hard already, so I’m wet already!”
I slipped my middle finger inside her tight pussy, fairly easily, I might add.
“Well,” she said. “There’s probably still some of your cum in there. And some of Kylie’s milk. Not to mention my own ‘secretions of desire’.”
I laughed as I finger fucked and massaged her pussy. “‘Secretions of desire’? Is that what you call it? I thought it was just cunt juices.” We laughed some more.
“Hey Whit. What was your favorite thing about last night?”
“Hmmmm… let me see…”
“Okay I’ll go first then. For me, I liked it when you and Kylie were sixty-nining, you were under her, ya know, eating her out. And I fucked her doggy and you were licking my cock… jesus… and you told me to cum inside her. And I did. I shot my whole load into my sister while you had a ringside seat to the action. And when I pulled my cock out, all this cum flooded out onto your waiting tongue and face. That was fantastic!”
I slipped a second finger inside and made sure my palm rubbed her whole mons area.
“Mmmmmm yessss, Trent. I loved that, too. And don’t forget I licked all your cum from her pussy lips too!”
“Christ I can’t forget that! You were awesome!”
“Yes I was! Okay then, let’s see. Well, I really like Kylie’s milk. It never dawned on me before how sexual that could be. But when she squirted it all over my pussy, and then bent down and licked it… Christ! I came right then, remember?”
“Yes, I think so. I seem to remember she filled you up, too.”
“Yes, and you drank her milk from my pussy!”
I kept rubbing her pussy, faster and faster.
“Whitney, baby” I whispered. “I’ll get you pregnant, and you’ll make milk for us. Would you like that? Huh baby?”
“Yes baby!” she answered, gasping.
I knew she was getting close.
“You were such a dirty girl last night,” I whispered again. “I love you like that. Licking my cock with Kylie’s juices on it… Sucking on her big tits, oooh you liked that! Didn’t you! Cumming on her face… that was so nice of you… and you licked her ass too, right on her hole!”
Whitney gasped harder, thrusting into my hand. I slid a third finger inside her wet folds and rubbed her clit with the palm of my hand.
“Cum Whitney,” I continued whispering. “Cum for your husband-to-be!”
I quickly jumped down between her legs. I planted my mouth right on top of her clit and sucked as much as I could into my mouth.
Whitney clenched my head between her legs as she came like a freight train. Hot pussy juice squirted down my throat. What the fuck! I thought this was a porno trick! She continued to squeeze me between her convulsing thighs, slowly releasing her grip as she came down.
“Oh shit Trent! Did I… did I pee or what? I’m so sorry! I’m so–“
“Haha! No baby it wasn’t pee, it was something, though! Here, taste.” And I kissed her.
“It’s just pussy” she said.
“I know, right!”
“Hey stud, lay back. I need some of that dick.”
I made myself comfy on the pillows, my cock at full extension. Whitney straddled me and grabbed my cock, and sat right the fuck down on top of it.
“Whoa!” she exclaimed as I slid all the way up inside her. She flexed her legs, raising up and down. I couldn’t stand it, her firm tits looked amazing as they moved up and down. I reached for them.
“Down, boy!” she said. And she cupped them for me, kneading them. Rolling her stiffening nipples between her fingers.
I arched up, trying to drill my throbbing cock even farther up her pussy.
“You like my tits, baby?” she asked, coyly.
“Yes!”
“You like it when I touch them?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“You like me sucking them for you… and I like girls sucking on them…”
“Oh, Fuck yes!”
Then she slapped her left tit a little.
“Ooohh! I might do that some more!”
We kept fucking as she slapped her own tits, a little harder each time. I was getting very close. I finally grabbed her and rolled her on her back, keeping my cock inside her the whole time. I just grunted as I power-fucked her.
“Fuck me, Trent… oooooo… fuck me… fuck me… yesyesyesyes fuck me!”
We both came with strong orgasms, her pussy clenching down on my spurting cock. I collapsed down on top of her, my semi-hard now swimming in a sea of cum.
“Oh hey you guys!” Kylie said as she entered her room. “Did I miss it? I was just getting Jesse fed and dressed and stuff, she’s in her little playpen now.” Kylie looked at us, full of hope. “I’ve got like, a good 20 minutes before i should get back to her.”
“Well.” I teased. “I don’t know… I just shot my morning load.” I pulled out of Whitney and laid on my back.
“My cock has all this gunk on it, but you can have it if you can get it going again.”
Kylie attacked my penis with a fervor. She sucked all the lady and man juices off it, while restoring it to its desired state of hardness. She grinded her tits into my thighs as she deep-throated me. She’s a good cocksucker, my sister is.
She then climbed aboard and without any finesse or tenderness, she just sank down on my pole. God she’s so tight, even after having a kid. I was impressed. Kylie sat up ramrod straight on my cock and squeezed her tits, sending little sprays of milk all over Whitney and myself. That’s such a crowd pleaser, both Whitney and I grabbed at her tits and pulled her down so we could each suck them.
Kylie’s steamy cunt worked it’s magic on my cock. After only a couple minutes I was ready to cum again.
“Kylie,” I panted. “Are you there yet? (pant) I almost am.”
“No!” she whined. “Not yet! I need a couple more minutes… shit!”
I motioned to Whitney to get Kylie’s ass. Then I tried to think about baseball. The White Sox might make a run for the pennant this year.
But then I saw Whitney dipping her fingers into her own puss, still somewhat cum-filled from before. Kylie instantly froze up as Whitney inserted at least one finger into Kylie’s bum. I could feel it through the walls of her pussy, a different pressure in there.
“FUCK!” shouted Kylie. She was having trouble catching her breath as Whitney finger fucked her asshole. I pinched both Kylie’s nipples as hard as I could, pulling and twisting them as her milk poured out of them.
Kylie collapsed forward onto my chest, my cock still fucking her as Whitney hollered out “Two Fingers!” I let go of one tit and shoved three fingers into her mouth, simulating a penis. Her face right next to mine, I could feel her almost gagging.
I shot my wad deep into my sister. The satisfying spurts fired into her pussy. Somewhat less than a few minutes ago, but incredible, just the same.
Kylie grinded her pelvis into mine for another minute or so and she came too with an earth-shattering scream.
“AAAAAAUUUUUUNNNGHHHHH!”
Jesus Christ, right in my fucking ear.
Whitney took her two fingers from Kylie’s ass and stuck them in Kylie’s mouth, who absent-mindedly licked and sucked them. I pushed Kylie off me and onto her back. Whitney bent down and licked my cock clean of our cum. Then she licked and probed and sucked Kylie’s pussy, looking for more of my cum. I had told her a while ago I didn’t want any of it wasted.
“Oh God,” said Kylie, out of breath. “You guys… thank you both… Oh Whitney that’s so nice… so nice.”
“Hey!” I interjected. “You should congratulate us!”
“For what?” asked Kylie. “Fucking me so awesomely?”
“No, silly. We’re getting married!”
Kylie was confused, she pulled herself away from Whitney’s mouth a little. “But… I mean… You both just… you’re getting married?”
Whiteny tried to explain. “It’s all good, Kylie. We’re deeply in love and want to spend our lives together! But we can still… do this… If we’re both here, then it’s not cheating.”
“Well, then, um, Congratulations!!”
We had a little celebration right there. We substituted milk for champagne.
( . Y . )
Well, as you may recall, we were going to move in temporarily with Kylie while we looked for a new place near my new job which was to start the next day. So, we needed to go back to our old place to get some clothes, at least, and other stuff. But I wanted to make a couple stops first. My new employers, Kylie’s husband, Dick, had seen fit to give me a signing bonus already. I thought we should spend some of it.
On the way home, Whitney texted her sisters about the living situation. But I told her we still needed a couple or three hours. Whitney gave me a quizzical look.
When we pulled into the big jewelry store parking lot, she literally beamed.
“Hey baby, we can’t be engaged without a ring!”
After a couple hours, I had learned for more about diamonds than I ever needed. I thought you just bought a ring. But, nooooo! You buy the ring, then you buy the diamond separately! What a fricking racket. I should be in the jewelry business! Anyway, we got out of there for just under ten thou. It’s a nice ring. A few little diamonds on the sides, then a nice pear-shaped diamond in the enter. Whitney cried a little bit, so I think I did pretty good.
We then went to MY store, the local camera shop. I wanted some good video equipment, and I got some! Talked to the guy a lot, not one of those old farts but a younger dude. Told him I wanted to do a lot of ‘close-up’ work. And I wanted to be able to do some Slo-motion, too. Video software can force slo-mo, but it’s better to shoot it at higher speed in the first place. then when you play it back it’s genuine and very fluid slow motion.
So I ended up getting one really outstanding camera. And then a couple cheapy ones but still high-def, and one of those action Go-cams with the wide angle lens that’s also waterproof. He sold me assorted lights, stands, microphones, tripods, even wheels for the tripod. Managed to hold it under five grand. There went my bonus! Well, the half they sent me. Should get the rest sometime next week.
Finally, we met the other Sister Bitches at our apartment around one o’clock. There was a lot of hugs and kisses, they really seemed to have missed us! I missed them, too.
Then, they saw the ring and flipped out. I had to stick my head out the door and tell the other neighbors that everything was alright. Little Missy screamed so loud that we thought the dead might wake up! The happiness was short-lived, however, as Stacy asked the inevitable question.
“So uh… what happens to us?”
Melissa stopped celebrating and became instantly sad.
“Yeah! What about… you mean we aren’t going to fuck anymore?” She got very sad. I loved that she didn’t care much for ‘proper’ conversation. She just said whatever she wanted.
Whitney teased them a little. “Now girls, my sisters, you’ve had some fun with my boyfriend. but that’s all going to change now.” The other sisters looked crestfallen.
“You see,” Whitney continued. “There is a new Sister-Bitch.”
“What?” and “What the fuck?” they asked. You can guess who said what.
“Trent’s sister, Kylie, is now an honorary Sister-Bitch. She just doesn’t know it yet.”
“You’re dumping us for her?” Missy asked, incredulous. “She’s so stuck up and fat and married and–“
I figured I had better jump in before it got out of hand.
“Okay! Girls, wait. Nobody’s getting dumped. We can and will continue our… fucking… and we’re just letting you know that my sister Kylie is also DTF. In fact, we’ve fucked her… what… five times now?”
“Five!” Stacy and Missy shouted at the same time.
“Okay, maybe three… I lost track…”
Missy began taking off her T-shirt. “Alright. I’m putting it to the test!” She stood there in all her topless glory, her big tits jiggling from the recent movements.
I walked over and went behind her. I hefted her big left tit in my hands and lifted it up as high as they would go. I bent over her shoulder (Missy is really short, remember?) and sucked on her nipple as it swelled in my mouth. Whitney came over and knelt down and sucked her other boob.
After a few moments of that, Whitney stood up and kissed her sister on the lips. Then she stepped over to Stacy and kissed her, too. Stacy stood stock-still for a several moments, then she gradually relaxed, and eventually melted under Whitney’s kisses and tongue.
“You guys okay now?” I asked, releasing Missy tit. “We’re all still good, right.”
Whitney grabbed the bottle out of the shopping bag and we all gathered in the kitchen for some toasting.
“Oh, and ladies! I’ve got some new camera equipment that we should try out. I’m going to the car to get it.”
Everyone gathered around as we opened the boxes and looked at the stuff. I made sure we kept the directions and registration papers. The batteries needed charging, which disappointed the girls a bit, but Whitney and I were okay. I could still use a couple more hours of non-fucking! Never thought I’d say that, but yeah, I needed a little down-time to recover.
Whitney and Melissa began to get some clothes together as Stacy helped me look over the cameras and try and learn some of the features. They could do some pretty fancy things, but also had automatic modes so we could at least get started.
She asked about my writing.
“Honestly, haven’t done much real writing lately. I’ve been so busy! The new job and the old job–“
“Come on!” hollered Missy. “You’ve got to write some more! And don’t kill my character this time!”
“Sorry Little Missy!” I said. Then, to Stacy, “She’s not too mad about that?”
“Naw, she’s just glad that the Tony guy, you, loved fucking her and her big tits.”
We laughed.
“But seriously, you haven’t written anything?”
“Well… remember you wanted to do a video with me?”
“Yes, of course I remember.” Then she whispered,”That’s probably the only way I can get you to fuck just me and only me.”
“Yeah, well. Probably so. And we can do that. But I also wrote like a little scene. Well, a script actually. It would be starring you. And you would get fucked by a LOT of people! But also,” I then whispered. “Also, lots of solo fucking from me.”
Stacy beamed. “So, can I see it? Where is it?”
“See what?” asked Whitney, returning from the bedroom.
“Trent has a script,” explained Stacy. “For a movie.”
“Well, it’s pretty short. Like ten or fifteen minutes.”
“Am I in it?” asked Missy. She hates being left out.
“Of course! It kind of has a major star, and then some supporting roles. I kind of had Stacy in mind for this one.” A small look swept over both Whitney and Melissa. Dejection?
“But hey! This is just the first one! I will do more! I’ve got lots of ideas… trust me… lots of ideas and everyone can be a star!”
“So are you going to make this an actual movie?” asked Stacy.
“Well… not sure yet about the logistics. We would need more people. Guys, too.”
“Oooooh Bring it on!!!!” Missy said, shaking her tits for us.
“So go ahead and give it to us! Where is it?”
“Alright, but it’s written kind of like a movie script. Except there aren’t a lot of speaking lines. In fact, most of the speaking is in a voiceover. And the rest of it’s like, um, directions for the camera, and what the camera sees, get it? You’ll see. Here it is on my laptop.” I handed it to Stacy.
“You read it, since it’s for you.”
“Ok, here goes.”
The Mistress of Second Avenue
Woman speaking: I was alone.
[Montage. No natural sounds. Just music of some kind. Close-up of a woman putting on makeup. We just see her eye as she does her eye-liner. A pretty foot foot slips into nice heels. Close-up of cleavage in a nice blouse. Not slutty cleavage, just a little. Nice hands and nails appear, buttoning up a red blazer over her blouse. Wide shot of her living quarters, small, cramped. Her wavy, mid-length brunette hair is gorgeous. She’s moving around gathering up her briefcase and stuff, preparing to go to work. But we don’t see her face yet. She is by herself, she lives alone.]
[Outside sidewalk scene. People walking in a busy city. From the rear, we see our gal, identified by her red blazer. Her sexy legs and high heels evident, she stops at a sidewalk newsstand to get a paper. She sets her coffee down to pay. At the same time, a man in a long, tan overcoat does the same thing. We only see him from the rear, or a tiny bit of the side. We don’t know what he looks like but his dark hair is perfectly cut and has the right amount of product in it. We can tell he’s got some money and power.]
[Close-up. Coffees on the shelf at the newsstand. There is confusion as a man’s hand and a woman’s hand reach for the cups, not sure which was which. There’s some back and forth. The hands each pick up a cup. Hold for three seconds. Both cups come back down. The hands then reach for the Other cup.]
[Pull back. We are at John Doe’s back at the newsstand. From the side, a beautiful face appears. She turns to face John Doe. She looks a little aggravated, like he might tell him to pay attention or something. But suddenly she stops. We see his head moving slightly, he gestures with his coffee, he’s talking to our girl. Her slight scowl turns into a cautious little grin… and then a big smile. She tilts her head ever so slightly. (Note: Her eyes are ‘radiant’. Use eyelight on camera so light reflects on her eyes.)]
[Wide street shot. From the rear, we see John Doe in tan coat walking with our girl in her red blazer. They are casually bumping into each other.]
[Black]
Woman speaking: And then, I was not alone.
[i][Montage. (All shots have camera sliding left-to-right. We always see our gal full face, full body, but we only ever see John Doe’s back. He is always identified by the tan overcoat)]
[Fancy Restaurant. Our gal is being seated at a table, the hostess takes John’s coat. We see her talking animatedly with wine on the table. She eats a piece of steak, listening attentively.]
[Hockey rink, like a practice facility. The team all waves to John Doe. They smile and give approving looks to our gal. A puck hits the glass. Our gal jumps into his arms. He doesn’t flinch and holds her.
[NIghtclub] We see her in a different, hotter outfit (to be chosen later) but has some red in it. She’s dancing in a sexy way. He’s got rhythm and some moves, but is subdued. She’s doing all the good stuff. We see her laughing at the bar, facing him.]
[Black]
Woman speaking: You took me…
[Montage. Again, we see her face and body etc. We only see him from the back. He is identified by a tattoo of an eagle on his shoulder.]
[Bedroom. Nighttime. Shadows. Low light. Undressing scenes. He takes off his coat. Cut to taking off his shirt. We see the eagle on his shoulder. Our gal is on her back. Hair fanned out perfectly on the pillows. The back of his head next to her, buried in the pillows. They are fucking. He is resting on his forearms like a gentleman. Camera pulls back. We see that she is grabbing his ass, pulling him into her. For the first time, we hear sounds. They are both grunting and gasping and “Ohhh” and “Yes” etc. They both stiffen. Close-up on her face. Her eyes glint. We can tell she cums as she tilts her head back, her mouth opens, she smiles beautifully, then she grabs his head and nuzzles his neck, squealing a little bit.]
[Different Bedroom. His. Daytime. From the rear, we see him and his tattoo mounting her from behind. She’s on all fours. We clearly see her breasts swaying, her thighs shaking from his strokes. Cut to front view close-up her face. She’s breathing hard, we can see and hear her saying ‘yes, yes, yes’. Close-up, side-view of his thighs crashing into her thighs. She pulls forward and off him. His big cock is sticking straight out. She quickly turns around and puts her mouth on his cock. She strokes him hard. Pulling back, she looks up at his face (offscreen) and opens her mouth. She jerks him a couple more times and cum shoots all over her nose, cheeks, mouth, lips, hair. Laughing, she swallows down the parts that went in her mouth.]
[Her Bedroom. Different day. The back of his head is to us, but we can see that he’s eating her pussy. Close-ups: Man’s tongue in wet cunt. Man sucking on pussy lips. Man’s finger going in and out of her. Two fingers. Three fingers. Four. Cut to close-up her face. Her hair is a mess, she’s slightly sweaty. She arches her back and cums, thrashing around.]
[Different Session. She’s on all fours. She turns to look at him. She has a questioning, doubtful, look on her face. We see his tattoo, he moves his hands and shakes his head as if explaining or re-assuring her about something. She looks unconvinced. Close-up. He squeezes a gel into his hand, and strokes his cock with it. It’s very lubed up. Camera follows his hand as he places some gel on her asshole. Close up her face. Scrunched up. Not so very happy. Close-up her butt. His cock is knocking at her back door. Alternate shots between her face and her ass. Even more scrunched up face. We see the head of his cock enter her has, there’s resistance, then it pops in. A look of sheer terror on her face. He pushes and pulls his cock in and out, he’s almost all the way in. She looks scared, her head shaking as he begins fucking her. He’s pulling all the way out now and slamming it back into her ass. She grimaces. He grips her hips for more power and buttfucks her hard. Her face softens. He pistons into her ass. Her mouth opens, we hear her, quietly at first, “Fuck… me… fuck me.” then louder. “Fuck ME Fuck My ASSHOLE GODDAMMIT!” Sweat drips onto her from him. He pushes her fully onto the bed. She screams into a pillow, holding it tight. He jerks hard, and so does she. He trembles and throbs, obviously cumming inside her butt. Her hair, wet with sweat, streaks across her face. Close up of a white wall. His hand moves into the shot. He snaps his finger, and points downward. We see her looking offscreen. She gets up off the bed and squats on the wooden floor. She plays with her asshole a little, cum starts dribbling out. When it’s all out. she gets down on her knees, holds her hair back with one hand, and proceeds to lick it up of the floor. She swallows all she can. She looks up, tentatively. Then she smiles as he places his hand on her head. She crawls up to him and licks his cock and balls.]
[Black]
Woman speaking: You taught me… things I never even dreamed of…
[Montage. Candle wax dripping on her tits. Her tits being spanked. Her ass being spanked. Her face deep-throating him. Sucking cum off the floor. Cum dripping into her hand from her cunt, she drips it into her mouth. Her hands tied behind her back, mascara running down her face, his cock furiously fucking her mouth. We hear “Yes” and “Fuck me baby” and assorted other things showing she loves it. She sits on his face, cumming. We see them coming out of the nightclub, into the alleyway. He points to the trashcan. She walks over, hikes up her short skirt, spreads her legs, grabs her pussy, and tries to pee on it. He fucks her from behind, hard. We see her in her apartment, hands tied in front of her, tied to a jacket hook on the wall, her forearms parallel with the wall, leaning against it, she’s bent over, her gorgeous ass stick out, he takes her from there, we see her face smiling, she loves it this way. Cumshot to her face. Cumshot to her tits. Cumshot to her face. Cumshot in her mouth. Slo-motion cum, traveling through the air, catching her in her mouth, she smiles as it hits her lips and teeth, her tongue bringing it to her throat.
[Black]
Woman speaking: You had me completely.
[Sitting at table, looking at computer advertisements. The back of his head nods. She is unpacking kitchen things in a new apartment, bigger, nicer. Cumshot to her face. She picks up his dry-cleaning. Cum dripping from her pussy. She makes dinner. She sucks his cock, turns her head, and sucks another cock, she looks up, we see his head nodding yes, two cumshots to her face. She vacuums the apartment. She looks apprehensive, we see him nodding again, she shrugs her shoulders, she dips her tongue into a woman’s vagina. Vagina Squirt to her face. She’s getting the mail. He fucks her as she’s tied to the wall again. She’s at the office doing shit. She’s getting fucked from behind as she sucks another guy’s cock. She’s getting dressed in the mirror, she looks so happy. He comes up behind her, whispers in her ear, and they go offscreen, they appear to go to a kind of a S&M club, big black guy at the door lets them in after looking around surreptitiously.
Woman speaking: And I thought I had you…
[She’s lying naked on the bed, asleep after sex, He’s dressed, putting on his tan overcoat, he reaches into his pocket, pulls out a ring, he slips it on his left hand ring finger, he leaves. She’s tied on the wall again, bent over, he’s taking her from behind, she’s loving it, he looks at his watch, oral cumshot and swallow, she looks so happy. She’s at the apartment dinner table, alone, waiting. They are having missionary sex, he seems to finish, but she’s nowhere near. She looks out the window on the rainy street, she’s alone. She’s tied on the wall again, her face looks concerned, her eyes dart about, he cums on her ass, just a little bit comes out, he wipes it up and feeds it to her, she licks it, trying to be sexy. They are fighting in a restaurant. He leaves. She follows. Many city blocks. We see a woman stepping out of her brownstone house, manuevering a baby carriage. From behind, we see our man enter the picture, her eyes light up as she sees him. They hug and kiss, and take the baby on a walk down the street. Our girl, always shot with the lights reflecting in her eyes, is now shot with the lights turned off, her eyes appear dark, lifeless.]
Woman speaking: You cast me adrift… without an anchor…
[Our girl is having random sex. Montage: some guy fucking her hard, she’s sweating, but her face is blank, she’s not into it. Cumshot to her mouth, she dutifully swallows it without joy. Two guys fucking her, two guys cumming on her, she performs her duties. Guy fucks her from behind in the alley of the nightclub, she calls out ‘oh yeah fuck me harder’ with no real enthusiasm. She stares blankly at her computer screen at work. A guy and girl are fucking with our girl, we see her have an orgasm, and a faint smile, but it fades. Another guy fucks her in the alley and pushes her down. She lays in the puddle where she fell, not getting up. A baglady comes by and takes her shoes. Other people stop and point. Ambulance comes. Crowd shot of gawkers. We see the same big black guy from the S&M club. She’s back home, doing shit around the house. not smiling. The big black guy shows up at her door. They talk into the night.]
[Dungeon? Our girl is in a bright red partial corset, partial as her now hairy pussy is exposed. Her thigh-high red leather boots look spectacular. Her face is made up with some severe looking make-up job. Riding crop in her hand, she is the perfect image of a BDSM Mistress. We see the black guy again with a naked guy. The black guy is training her, correcting her moves, making sure her posture is dominating. She is whipping her trainee boy, she begins to like it.]
Woman speaking: But without you, I would not have found my calling…
[We see a line of several people, men and women, at the door of the 2nd avenue club. Inside shot. Our gal is counting hundred dollar bills. There’s several stacks of them. Black guy sticks his head in, she nods. Montage: Our girl dominating many people in dungeon environment, girls, guys, girls and guys. She yells at them, taunts them, ties them up, fucks some of them, sucks some of them, spanks and whips them, licks cum from her high heels. She counts her money. More customers. We hear voices, “Please Mistress,” “Yes Mistress,” “No Mistress,” “I love you Mistress,” “I love you Mistress,” “I love you Mistress”… We see her at her old job, cleaning out her desk. More shots of her dominating people.]
Woman speaking: And then… you came back…
[Tan overcoat man enters the club. Everyone knows him and is glad to see him. Big Black shakes his hand enthusiastically, walks him to a private room. Our guy signs the consent form and hands it to Big Black, who then also takes the clothes from our boy, as it seems he has many times before. Big Black chains him in the middle of the room, obviously with our man’s consent. He then blindfolds him. From the back, we see the eagle tattoo on his shoulder. Big Black enters our gals private room. He points to a video monitor, where our gal recognizes the man in chains. She turns and stops, her hand coming to her face. Then we see her smile and grab a little satchel full of things]
[Dungeon. We see our girl enter the dungeon, smiling at the man. Blindfolded, he doesn’t know what’s happening, but he’s smiling as he stands naked and chained in the center of the room. Our girl traces her riding crop down the side of his face, down his chest and abdomen, and then she whacks his thigh hard. He jumps but keeps on smiling. Our gal smirks and moves around him sensually, rubbing herself against his well muscled body. We can see his cock rising. We see him trying to talk with her, but she won’t answer. Finally she stops in front of him, and lowers herself down to his cock and sucks it. She sucks it very well, very deep. We see his face contort as if he’s about to cum. She stops, and stands up. We can see him pleading, struggling for release of his cum. Instead, she leans forward and kisses him lightly. He strains to push against her but she’s too smart for that. He relaxes and they kiss more, their tongues coming together, her hand sliding behind his head. She eventually pulls back. He looks thoughtful, like this could be, might be, familiar or something.]
[Close ups. Our gal reaches into her bag and pulls out something we can’t see. She yanks off his blindfold. He blinks a lot, we see his face for the first time. He’s rather handsome. He blinks several times under the light, then recognition dawns on him. He smiles at first, then tries to reach for her when he remembers he’s shackled. A look of terror crosses his face. He struggles but she grabs him and straps a ball gag onto his mouth. He can scream, but no one will ever hear him. His dick is still hard. She spits in his face, then she kicks him in the balls. His eyes bulge and he collapses, only he can’t because of his shackles. He moans and tears roll down his eyes as he hangs there. Our gal brings over a special bench and puts it in front of him. Carefully, she unlocks his arms and helps him fall onto the bench. She quickly shackles his hands down along the sides of the bench. She gets a strap-on from her bag, it’s ridiculously big. He sobs more. She spits on it, sucks it, in front of him, then straps it on herself. She gets behind him and spits some more on his ass, then shoves it into him. His body goes rigid as he shrieks and screams, but to no avail. She pounds his cheating ass, hard. She pulls out of him, and removes his ball gag. But instantly she shoves the dildo into his mouth. She waves her hand.]
[Close up on Big Black as he walks in. Pull out, we see he’s naked, with a big fucking cock hanging between his legs. We see terror again in our boy’s eyes as he thinks he’s going to get ass raped again. But instead, our girl undoes her strap-on and begins to suck Big Black’s cock. She can only go down about three fourths of the way, but she’s very enthusiastic. Our man is seen to be talking until she holds up the ball gag again, he shuts up. Big Black turns her over and fucks her hard from behind on the concrete floor. She loves it and yells and hoots and hollers. Our man turns his head, Big Black slaps him and points his face back to the action.]
[Close up of our girl. We see the glint in her eyes again, she smiles and laughs and shouts as she cums full force from Big Black’s fucking. Presently, she gets close to our boy, putting her face next to his. Big Black puts his cock in her mouth and with short but fast strokes, fucks her face hard. His face tightens up as he cums, our gal catching all of it in her mouth. She looks at our tattooed friend, Big Black holds the guy’s mouth open, and she spits it into our guy’s face. Most of it lands in his mouth. Big Black points a big finger at him, and he reluctantly swallows.]
[Alleyway. Our boy is seen being thrown into the alley. He’s got his pants on, he stumbles in the garbage piles. Shoes are tossed at him. Then his tan overcoat flies into a dirty puddle.]
[Our girl smiles, the gleam in her eye still. She and big Black look at a clipboard, and start pointing at some things in the dungeon. Camera pulls back, she is making motions as if they are going to redecorate the dungeon with some new stuff.]
[Fadeout]
My girls just sat there, staring off into space.
“Well?” I asked. “Anything?”
Finally, Stacy spoke up. “Well, where to begin. It’s so full of cliche’s that it almost hurts my feelings. Your characters are cardboard, the plot is obvious, and the ending is somewhat weak.”
I looked dejectedly at the carpeting.
“But!” Stacy continued. “Hey, look at me. I’m not done. But! I’m also incredibly turned on and if You don’t touch me in about 5 seconds I’m going to scream!”
“Really?” I asked. “You got horny from it?”
“3 – 2 -” she counted down.
I jumped beside her on the couch and hugged her. I put my hand in her crotch, I could feel the heat from her as she clamped her legs down and dry humped my hand. I looked over at Whitney.
“Well, what did you think, baby?”
“I’m a little stunned. Stunned at how fucking psycho you are. Stunned that I liked most of it. Stunned that I wanted that big black guy to fuck him in the ass at the end.”
I laughed at that.
Missy spoke up. “Trent, I already came in my shorts, look.” She stood up for us, her wet spot very apparent. She shook her head and took them off. No panties, of course. She likes going commando.
“You have to film it,” Melissa continued. She sat back down and lazily rubbed her pussy. “But, can you? That’s a lot of people! Do you know any big black guys?”
“No, I have no idea how to really do this. It just came to me one day.”
“Seriously?” asked Whitney. “Things like this just come to you? You are a warped little individual, aren’t you!” But she said it with a twinkle in her eye.
I was still rubbing Stacy through her pants when she said to Whitney. “Hey middle sister. You said nothing’s changed between all of us, right? Well I need to get fucked right fucking now so join in or whatever but I need this man!”
Whitney laughed. “You two, or you three go on without me. I’m still going through my clothes. Don’t be all day, though. We’ve got to get back, Trent. Big day tomorrow.”
Right. Big day at my new job tomorrow. But… it’s a pretty big day right now, too!
Missy came over to us, but Stacy stopped her. “Honey, sweetie, could you just give me ten minutes? You can sit right there and watch or whatever, but can I just get a little ‘Trent’ time alone? Please? You can have him afterwards.”
A little sadly, Melissa sat back down on the couch. But she kept fingering herself and watching us.
Stacy hurriedly undressed, I did too. I like having sexy girls all around me, but I also like the one-on-one stuff too. Stacy laid down on the couch, pulling me on top of her.
She whispered so Missy couldn’t hear. “Just fuck me. Now. I’m ready, just put it in.”
I maneuvered between her legs, my cock found her wet pussy waiting. She was ready, alright. Ready, waiting, and fucking oozing on my cock. She kissed me as I slid deep into her. Little “oh’s” and “yes”es escaped from her lips. She whispered more to me.
“Thank you for the movie script… I’m so flattered… and you’re going to be the guy, right?”
I nodded affirmative.
“There’s so many cumshots from your character… so much cum… I believe I get covered in it a few times… covered in your cum… oh you fuck me so well… cover me in your cum… always… never stop… and fuck my ass, and tie me to a wall… and fuck me with another guy… I’ll suck both your cocks at the same time… but I’ll never kick you in balls baby… never…Oh I like it nice and slow like this… but you can do anything to me… slap me… spank me… spit on me… oh you like that?”
I erupted inside her. Talking to me like that, it kills me. Having her tell me over and over that she wanted my cum, well I couldn’t keep it inside any longer. My throbbing cock triggered her orgasm. Stacy kissed me deeply as her pussy walls contracted on raging cock.
“Okay okay!” Missy interrupted. “Break it up you two! What is this, amateur hour? Quit fooling around and fuck me hard, Trent!”
Missy crawled on top of Stacy, but backwards, so they got into a sixty-nine. Missy plopped down so her cunt was right in Stacy’s face. I smiled at Stacy as she extended her tongue and licked her sister’s already dripping cunt.
My cock managed to return to ramming size. I was a bit surprised. Three big cums already today, and it’s only around 2 o’clock!
I forced my cock into Missy’s cunt, pushing her juices aside. My balls dragged on Stacy’s face. I know she didn’t mind.
Whitney walked by and smiled at me. She really doesn’t mind, I thought.
“Hey baby!” I said to her. “Grab that little camera, I think it’s charged enough. Yeah turn it on, hey everyone, say ‘Hi’ to Kylie!”
Whitney pointed the camera down at Stacy’s face. “Hey Kylie! Wish you were here!”
“Come here!” said Missy. “Point it at me! Ok good. Hey Kylie, look at this!”
Missy dipped her tongue into Stacy’s pussy. She slurped up some cum into her mouth.
“Mmmm, huh? Maybe you’d like me to do this to you? Huh? Maybe? Yeah? We’ll have a contest to see who has the bigger tits and the winner gets–“
“Kylie’s are bigger,” I interrupted.
“And the winner gets,” Missy continued, trying to think of something. “She gets her tits spanked by everyone! HAhahaha! Come on and fuck me harder Trent! Don’t be a pussy!”
Whitney pointed the camera at me.
“Hey sister. Just fucking around. My dick is tired. You better leave me alone tonight. You Slut!”
Whitney pointed it at herself. “I don’t know why I’m here. These assholes are just fucking around and ignoring me. I need some milk therapy tonight. Ple-e-e-ase?”
I slapped Missy on her ass cheek, hard.
“OW! What was that for?”
“You called me a pussy!” I teased.
“Well, you are!”
SMACK on her ass! you could see my fingers left a red mark on her cheeks.
“That didn’t hurt!”
SMACK!
“Ow!” she cried out. “Ok that one did… OW! Shit!”
“Hey Trent,” said Whitney. “I’m getting great footage of this down here. Your cock looks amazing in Missy’s cunt, and Stacy is licking your shaft and her pussy… this is great!”
Well, it felt fucking great. Missy’s tight pussy felt so great, and Stacy’s tongue pressed hard on my cock as I rammed it in and out of Missy. How much of this can a man take? Only a couple minutes, it turned out.
I looked down at Whitney, she saw my face and came up and laid her face on her sister’s ass cheeks, opening her mouth so seductively.
I pulled my cock out and jerked it onto Whitney’s face, streaking across Missy’s ass in the process.
“Put it back in!” begged Missy. “I need it to cum!”
Whitney gave it a few good sucks, and I rammed it back inside Missy. I managed to fuck Missy a little bit more. Combined with Stacy licking her from underneath, my shrinking cock got Missy off, her juices dripping down onto Stacy’s face.
You gotta love sisters, man!
( . Y . )
Well, Monday sure was weird.
Spent the morning doing the usual Human Resources stuff; filling out forms, getting oriented, photographed, fingerprinted, passwords, all that junk.
My temporary supervisor, Steve, took me to lunch at a very expensive place, Ribeye steaks! But no drinks, which was good because I was anxious to get started. Steve took me to my office and introduced me around to people. Steve was showing me the ropes as my immediate boss, the very smoking-hot Taylor Worthington, was traveling with my brother-in-law in the Orient.
So as he’s leaving, Steve reached into his pocket and slid me two tickets to the hockey game on Friday. The team is owned by the company, he said, we always get tickets. Enjoy! Well, ok, thanks.
And then, one of my co-workers came by, re-introduced himself, and says hey, got an extra $100 gift card to Outback Restaurant, and why don’t I take it? Um… I guess…
It continued throughout the afternoon. People came by and gave me gifts. Or, tried to give me gifts. After an hour of this stuff, about 5 different people, I said “enough” and declined all subsequent gifts. I mean, this was fricking weird. It’s like I was being paid off, or extorting these people, or something. I don’t know what.
Anyway, started looking into our security protocols and found them to be in massive disarray. And I couldn’t figure out why. I mean, this shit isn’t that hard, how could it be configured to have some gaping holes?
Got a call from my Brother-in-law, Richard AKA Dick, late in the afternoon. He was in Malaysia, where it was early morning.
“Hey buddy! How’s your first day?”
“Yeah, great! Everyone’s been real cool and all.”
“Any problems?”
“Well… yeah… Everybody is trying to give me gifts. I don’t get it. I refused them and returned most of them. What the hell is going on?”
“Tre-e-e-nt! Buddy! Don’t worry about it! They’re just glad to have you aboard and all. It’s something we do for everyone.”
Hmmm, right. Even the assistants? The secretaries? They’ve got $100 to just hand out? Doesn’t sound right.
“Yeah Richard. Well I just don’t feel good about it. Anyway, I’m patching up the security holes–“
“Whoa!” said Dick. “Take it easy buddy, it’s your first day. Don’t worry about that, it’s pretty complex–“
“No, really, Dick. It’s no problem. I’m almost–“
“Ok Trent. Slow it down. What we need you to work on is in the E-mail Taylor sent you, so just do that until we get back next week.”
We talked a little more and hung up.
That night, I was really worried about what I had gotten myself into.
Kylie and Whitney managed to take my mind of things, though. Whitney sucked my cock while I was trying to milk my sister dry (it never happened, she always had more). Kylie started talking to me.
“I liked that little movie you guys sent me yesterday!”
“Mmmm Hmmm.” I didn’t like letting go.
“I uh… haven’t seen the girls in almost a year, you know.”
“Mmm.”
“Maybe we should have them over this weekend?”
“Mmmmm!” I nodded my head. Yes, let’s have them over!
“But… well I don’t know if they’ll like me…” she drifted off. This is one of those things guys don’t get. Is she really nervous or just fishing for compliments? Fortunately, Whitney piped up.
“Like you? Missy is completely ape-shit about you! Say the word and she’ll be here as soon as she can. Stacy, too.” Whitney went back to sucking my cock.
“But,” Kylie continued. “She said something about spanking my tits? I don’t know, that sounds kinky.”
Reluctantly, I released her nipple and swallowed. “Sweetie, don’t worry. I’ve got the slow motion camera so we’ll be able to capture all of it.”
“Oh,” Kylie replied, sarcastically. “Good, cuz that’s what I was worried about! Dumbshit. Suck me harder.”
I grabbed both her tits and mashed them together, trying to get both nipples in my mouth. If I pulled really hard on them, I could. Warm momma’s milk poured down my throat as Whitney increased her mouth pressure on my cock. I hadn’t cum in over 24 hours, I had a shitload saved up. Ecstatically, my sperms fired into Whitney’s mouth. She carefully captured all of it.
Whitney pushed Kylie on her back, and drizzled my cum all over Kylie’s leaking tits. Then, holding them together, Whitney buried her face in Kylie’s soft, cum-covered breasts. She kissed Kylie, sharing some of my cum with my sister. I pushed a milky tit into the mix, they both played and licked it up.
“Trent,” began Kylie. “Will you… maybe… make a movie of just me and Whitney here? I think it would be nice.”
Fuck, yeah. I’ll make all the movies I can of these two.
As soon as I get this job shit settled down.
Richard’s supposed to go to China in a few days, and then home. I think we’ll clear up all this shady shit.
( . Y . )
Thanks for reading. More to come!